The relaxation had immediately stirred his sexual feelings and he had fantasised about every air hostess and smartly dressed female airport worker as they had strutted primly about their duty; the clack of the one woman's spikey heels on the marble floor; her tight fitting skirt and blouse accentuating her blissful authoritative form, the woman in her 40s gave him a sweet smile as she passed - he thought of how he'd love to have been down on his knees to her, awaiting her pleasure.
"That is Mistress's property now!" The sight which had prompted his motion was pure ecstasy; Hortense was now completely naked save for a full length black chiffon trouser suit, which as she slowly approached with a wicked, dominant smile, revealed openings which gently caressed at her womanhood.

Jeff looked back as he felt Cassandra hesitate and saw the worry in her eyes.
Jeff smiled as he noted Cassandra's reaction and gently stroked her hair.
"That's a good slut." He gripped her head firmly, pulling her mouth close to his cock, moaning softly as he felt her flick her tongue against the head tentatively.
His fingers tightened in her hair s she slowly slid his cock deeper in her mouth, sucking it gently as she worked her tongue over his shaft, flicking under the rim.
Cassandra sucked harder and hoped she was pleasing her Sir/ She could feel his hands tightening in her hair so she assumed she was.

Women were not allowed to vote or have any say over their bodies and were once more forced to go back to being second class citizens of the Christian States of America, to cook, clean, and obey men according to the tenets of the Old, the New, and the American Testaments.
Even if one did have impure thoughts, men's penises could not get hard and women's vaginas could not get wet because of the water they drank, enhanced with chemicals to ensure impotency and frigidity.
Now I have a surprise for you...I am going to stand over your big hard cock and make it wet and slippery so you can stroke it faster.

The dial tone changed to a non-human female voice telling the caller to "...please hang up and try again." She obeyed the command because that is what she had been trained to do.
"I was thinking about the last time I fucked you and how good it was," he says.
She wants to experience the thrill of having a man at her sexual mercy.
'Come,' I say, 'Don't you want to fuck this lovely lady's ass?' You shake your head no, no, no.
Taste how much you want a cock in your ass.
And know that you have always wanted a cock in your ass.' I hold your hair tightly as you are raped."

I wasn't about to tell John no again when he said he wanted to meet for a third time.
I walked into the office and told the clerk exactly what John said I was to say, "I'm a dumb slut that is here to be used.
I wanted to cry but knew I had to do everything John said this time or I'd really pay for it!
I thought for sure he was going to tell them goodbye but instead he said "Tell me everything you want to see her do or take and she will." Everyone started commenting again.
John walked around the bed the whole time getting it all on camera.
Then they took turns fucking my pussy and ass at the same time.

There was Red, completely naked, hands tied above her, round breasts pulled upwards by her raised arms, her tits punctuated by erect brown nipples, a vulnerable torso, beautifully proportioned legs ending in high heels with that provocative chain as her only garment its links being pulled into a gentle arc by its own weight and the loose end falling between her legs off center just enough to leave her smooth naked slit exposed for his view.
Red rolled her head feeling the chain move within her as her lover passionately pushed his organ deep into her and then pulled back till the tip of his cock became visible and in this way they screwed, starting with a slow gentle pace then gradually picking up speed as their orgasms approached.

The mailbox was two blocks away.
store and a gas station, a major street, and then another gas station followed
that I lived on a major street, four lanes, and 40 mph.
The advantage of night is that you can see headlights in the distance
to go to the cross street, make sure nobody was coming in either direction,
When I got back to the yard next door, I just slowly walked
of bushes blocking the view of my yard with the street farther down, so
when it got within headlight distance, I turned around and stuck out my
or was this an illusion?" Most drivers continued on but a few did turn

As I'm looking at myself in my custom panties and thinking these thoughts I feel that exquisite little release from deep inside my pussy, a little moisture gives way and I grin into the mirror, banishing the negative energy with my sexual power; this is going to be so good.
This downtempo house music makes me want to move my body and I start to sway just a little, I feel my legs touch in my kneeling position, my hands are on my thighs, I feel warm.
He wraps up a little hair in both hands now and moves my mouth back onto his cock while he fucks me.
I move my right hand up into his mouth, he looks into my eyes, and sucks my pussy from my fingers.

He grabbed her hair in his hand and pulled her head off his cock.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth and started to piss on her, he pissed on her face, on her stomach, and she felt it run between her legs.
He was working on getting as many fingers as he could into her and she was sucking his dick hard and fast while she moaned and pushed back against his hand.
He pressed his cock into her and started to fuck her hard and fast.
Finally he told her to turn over, he slid his cock into her pussy and wiped juices from her pussy against her ass then he pressed his cock into her asshole and started to fuck her hard and strong.

The Gentleman nodded at the man behind the counter and began walking towards the elevator, still seemingly oblivious to the woman following closely at His heels.
She placed it in front of the Gentleman and tried very hard not to look in the direction of the young woman kneeling on the floor, her face flushed, and tear streaks down her face.
The waitress enters then to bring Him His plate, which He cuts into slightly larger pieces and begins to eat, alternating between having a bite and feeding one to the young woman.
She was dressed very elegantly in a long silver dress; her only form of adornment was a simple ribbon around her neck and a hair comb sweeping up her brown locks.

Grabbing it Mistress Red turned around and snapped it into place, pulling Wallace's face toward her own, "Are you prepared for the punishment, or do you want to beg for my forgiveness?"
As the girl drops back into the shadows, Mistress Red turns her dark eyes upon her boy, taking in his body from stern to tail, the leather harness giving no hiding places to his naked body.
Stepping to him she raises the clamps before his eyes, the small chain dangling from her fingers, her lips once more caressing his ears, "Mmm you like these don't you boy?" She felt his nod against her shoulder.

They spent another two hours working in the lab and Don kept catching himself looking at Kelly.
As they waited for their order, Kelly looked around the room and suddenly turned her face back towards Don.
Kelly pulled back and looked at him.
Don gave her a quick kiss back and then, in a stern voice, said, "In that case, young lady, I think maybe you need to be punished for dressing and acting like such a tart.
Soon he had the padded leather wrist and ankle cuffs attached to his victim and Kelly was already feeling herself becoming wet.
His first stroke across her rear was so soft it felt like a teasing brush to Kelly.

"Now," she instructed, "it is time." With that said, she indicated for Trish to grab my wrists and pull them behind me, placing handcuffs on each one.
With Trish following behind (literally), I followed Mistress down a long, cold hallway away from the door through which I had entered just a short time ago.
Once again, I felt the by now familiar body of Trish against mine as she raised my left arm over my head, then attached some kind of leather strap around my wrist.
"Now, trust me when I tell you that with the lights on, everyone out there can see in quite vividly." With that, she nods again to Trish who flips the switch, allowing the industrial strength ceiling lights to bath the room in brilliant light, and I am aware that anyone outside can now see me...naked...suspended from the ceiling.

That's a story for another time, but for now, let's just say Lynn thought she could live a vanilla life and didn't want to be alone, so she said yes when Paul asked her to get married.
Since Lynn and Paul no longer slept together, Curt would sometime tell her to sleep with her dildo inside her all night.
"Lynn, I'm going to spank your ass 10 times for every man that you've been with." Curt said sternly and he proceeded to give her 10 sharp slaps on the ass.
Once he was able to catch his breath, Curt pulled out of Lynn's pussy and straddled her chest, holding her hands above her head.

Sitting on the sofa, the leather clearly cool against her unprotected flesh, she removed the platform heels and then the final garment before rising and approaching Me, standing before her with her hands behind her again, the blush intensifying as she felt My eyes caressing her.
Standing at the window, she looked at the closed curtains for several seconds, and as I took a final sip of coffee, she stepped to the side, so that only bare wall was before her, and pressing herself against the wall, she shuddered visibly at its coolness as she reached a hand between the curtain and the window frame, drawing the curtain back slightly so she could scrutinize the window.

Gretel sat confused at her desk, wondering why Mike chose now to acknowledge her.
He let his eyes slowly drift down her body, over the nape of her neck, down to the first button of her white blouse, the button pulled slightly by her shapely breasts, the outline of her bra occasionally visible through the tort fabric.
She blushed, ashamed of being seen like this, but her body wanted Mike to expose her.
Mike walked to the door, looking out briefly he saw most people had left for the day, only a few were still working on the far side of the office.
His path of destruction fervently worked lower, until raising her skirt he lapped at her pussy, overwhelming tears gripped Gretel, leaving dark mascara trails trickling from the corners of her eyes.

Of course she loved her husband but only a year later she realised it was the best thing that could of happened, he left her with plenty of money but left her without a relationship.
Mary had married young and had missed out on the dating games like her girlfriends before her, and only now later in life was she waking up to herself and what she was capable of.
Six months ago when they began talking she took his flirting as humorous, but then their chats turned more to kinky things and last night he admitted he had always wanted to be a sex slave to a more mature woman.

"Brad." I heard Paul say.
As I felt Paul's hips start to slowly push his cock in and nearly out of my mouth in slow repetition, I felt Brad on the bed.
I could taste them both still and the idea of what I was doing overcame me and I came again, my hips pressing against Brad's mouth as Paul pulled out, his cock slowly softening.
"What do you want to do with her Brad?" I heard Paul ask.
He was pumping hard now, until I felt that final thrust from him and heard his moan that told me he too had come.

It was the old kind made by John Holmes--with a black knob on the top and made a loud pumping/hissing sound and was made of clear plastic with a little hole to release the pressure.
I had always be solid--but the pumping took my dick to the next level and got me into thickness training levels which are now 2.5-3 + thick.
They seemed to be madly in love and the last thing that I'd ever want to do--was get in bed with her...but man, long black curly hair, tight jeans, and the nasty habit of not wearing a bra did not help my dire situation.
Each week, I'd find little chunks of time when the room was empty--class breaks, or off times--to pump my manhood.

The store girl looked down at her bikini bottoms and the growing wet spot that gave the subslut's status away.
She turned and started to head for the dressing room, her red ass visible to him and the store girl.
"Subslut, who said to go back to the dressing room?
"subslut, assume inspection position, the sales girl will take the suit off you for me." Both women silently said "Omigod" to themselves at the same instant...
"Look." said the sales girl, "she's so wet it won't fall off." Subslut's realized her humiliation had just reached a previously unknown boundary.
The bikini bottom reluctantly came free and the sales girl's finger brushed subslut's clit.
"Leave subslut's top on," he said grimly to the store bimbo.

He was sucking a cock while a nearly naked woman was whipping his ass with a riding crop.
At most social events everyone in attendance knew that before the night would end Mother would be naked with cum dripping from her holes.
I was taught to be bisexual, too, and spent many hours sucking my Father's cock while Mother ate Mistress Michelle's cunt.
The next day all I could think about was that guy on his knees, with his balls sac pulled behind his legs, sucking another man's cock while getting a whipping.
All day I wondered what it would feel like to have my balls sac pulled behind my legs with no mercy.

Alexis again says "remove your clothes or I will whip your balls till they turn black and blue."
Alexis demands Drake to pound my ass and make sure he hits my prostate.
At least 3 inches in diameter and at least a foot long it scares me to no end I start to object when Drake rams his cock into my mouth slick with cum and Alexis's ass juice it causes me to gag and chokes off my air supply.
My eyes are watering and drool is soaking Drakes cock and balls.
When I finish she tells Drake to stroke my cock and pull on my balls.
Alexis really begins to pound my ass as Drake strokes my cock.

Beth let out a pleasurable moan as she felt his soft tongue moving over the hot spots, soothing and cooling the skin.
She wanted to tell him how good it felt but she refrained, following his orders not to talk during the session unless addressed first.
Beth didn't understand what it was about when she put it in sequence as it did not seem like a viable spanking implement.
but at this moment the term of endearment seemed to fit perfectly, transporting Beth back to a time when she felt there was indeed a powerful male figure in her life that she could place total trust in.
The second the first whack was felt, Beth was launched into an immediate orgasm which continued through the twelve spanks.

The book said, "hold it in place and let the male feel fretful." I did, and sure enough, you were getting sweaty and very nervous that your skin might just rip apart and peel your small cock open like a banana since it was my first time trying that, on you or on anyone else for that matter.
When I thought you were finished (there was no way of really knowing, since your small cock was still having contractions and convulsions long after the last drop of a huge ejaculation had come out of that tiny pee hole of yours), I undid the straps and you fell to the floor, legs weak and wobbly, arms limpid, eyes gaping, mouth so parched I had to pee right into you, out of fear you would dehydrate.